Well, this is awkward
A few weeks ago we walked into a restaurant to order take away. As we approached the counter, the woman behind the counter acknowledged us then grabbed a broom and dustpan and went outside to sweep. So we just stood there as no one came to help us. We just stood there, looking around, wondering who was supposed to help us and Cole said, “I’m pretty sure the person who is supposed to be taking our order is the one who looked directly at us then went outside to sweep.” Cole just stood there with a “Can you believe this shit?” look on his face and I just shrugged. She came back after a while, and took our order.
As we waited for our food, I said to Cole, “Now you’ve had a teeny tiny taste of what it’s like to be a person of color.”
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“Walking into stores or restaurants and getting completely ignored. At least we didn’t have to practically beg for help like I often have to do at Macy’s.”
“Wow, that’s awful.”
“Yup, it’s pretty terrible.”